My mother led me to the couch and sat down, she gently pulled me into her arms and I sat on her lap. Well I sat on my thighs right below my sore botto...m. I felt so sorry for disobeying her, I asked her if she loved me. She gently looked at me whiping my cheeks “With all my heart, but I need to teach you a lesson. Tomorrow get up at 6am, wake Sylvia so she can watch, be in the kitchen by 7 sharp, before I go to work”. I had never known anyone else who’s mother punished them with ginger. If I had. Second, I could absolutely be drunker! Thus, thirdly, my cock was going to have to wait."I dare you to help me put your mom to bed", I said, standing up slowly, stretching, giving this snowbird an unhindered, close-up view of my full-on fire hydrant."What?" was all she managed for a reply, hints of sadness, regret, and perhaps even a twinge of relief seeped through her quietly screeched word. Up to this point she'd held herself together, but as I stood to the side of the tub, her gaze again. .i guess we could try." We started off just feeling ourselves to get hard. His face was beat red as he asked "Should i pull my dick out?" i just said "yeah i guess." So we both pulled out cocks out at the same time. His dick was an inch or too shorter than mine but he wasnt a very big k** anyway. He was just staring at my cock as he slowly reached out to grab it. I turned towards him as he wrapped his fingers around my shaft. His small hands felt good as he gabbed me. He started jerking me very. "Not yet." Interesting. What's your comfort level with furries?"Sandra's cock at least realized that this change of subject was maybe abit more than just a change of subject, even if Sandra was wonderingjust how much Dafne was teasing her. "I don't know, I don't think I'vehad reason to think about it much." Okay. Well, I've got a folder on my computer we can start with to gaugeyour interest or disinterest. With magic there's just so many funthingswe could try in the bedroom, if you've got the.